The Unjustly Punished Lady Lawyer - Sex Stories

The Unjustly Punished Lady Lawyer

... strain, so the cuts might open again. The laxative of choice was castor oil, which, whilst being highly effective, was also unpleasant.

I replied, "Whatever I did with your husband, I'm sorry for in the moral sense, but I have done nothing to deserve this."

The younger lady spoke for the first time.

She said, "Do you know who helped you? It was the Indian lady who said she was sure you had done nothing. She is not one of the political types."

"That North African woman wanted to kill the next 'spy' she could get her hands on, with or without adequate proof or trial and sentence. Thanks to the Indian lady, we alerted the guards that if things were ever getting out of hand, they were to tell the medical staff. They have the power to intervene."

"Our courts had not found you guilty, and your abuse took place for no adequate reason. They had bugged your flat, your work phone, and your mobile. They had listened to everything you said for about 2 months."

"The Indian lady said at worst, they should have arrested and deported you. But our men are weak. I expect Hamid came after you on that visit to Europe and you did almost nothing to lead him on." I nodded because it was true enough. "All men are like little boys -- you were a toy in the store and he wanted you," she said.

She glanced at the older number one wife and continued, "In our culture, we have learned to share, so we don't feel angry with you. We are relieved because at least we can see that Hamid has ...

... good taste."

"We needed to meet you, to hear from you about the tapes, and we believe your story. The security people here have been able to find nothing beyond that address in London, plus the tapes. Your friend's role is speculative only. We don't have any proof at all that you are a spy or have done anything against our state or much against our society."

"You are an unfortunate case of a relatively innocent person caught in something not entirely of your own making, and you have suffered too much for it."

Lifting my gown right up to my shoulders, she ran a slim, brown henna-painted hand gently down my back. Gently touching my bruised bottom, she carefully replaced my gown.

There were tears in her eyes when she said, "If they had done that to me, I would have died."

As she dabbed at her eyes with the edge of her robe, I reached out to take the hand of this lovely lady and nuzzled up to it.

The older one spoke again. "You deserve and will get compensated for this. But please, understand that relations between your country and ours are vitally important to both parties. It will do no one any good if you make a fuss afterwards."

"When we have problems with foreign girls who are prostitutes or little better than that, nobody cares much if they make a fuss. In your case, as a professional person, it could have very serious consequences. "

"The state will give you sufficient money to buy yourself a very nice flat in a good London suburb and have some more ...